Required picture of new family member Lord Dudley Mountcatten.
And yes, I have to report that Ball Wash is back.
And speaking of hanging, the other day the husband and I were out in the barn and I wanted to play an album. This is not as easy as you might think…. considering the husband put the stereo as close to the ceiling as humanly possible.
Vinyl could get interesting after a few toddies. Stay tuned.
And finally, birds. In winter. In Maine.
I’m guessing it kind of sucks.
Waiting for the husband the other day….. (I swear, that man will talk to a rock) I sat aimlessly, playing with my phone.
Scoped Apple news, saw an article on concerts in Las Vegas and thought, we have timeshare resorts there…. I’ll take a look.
Lady Gaga in October?
That could be fun.
I believe my jaw literally dropped open.
Okay, I get it.
My concert going days ended with the Grateful Dead and CSN. Back when a record was an actual vinyl record… (look it up kids, V- I- N- Y- L)
But mother of god!
$8,097 for 2 tickets?
For that price I’ll want Gaga to rip some of that meat off her dress, cook me dinner and do the dishes when she finishes singing.
Who the hell can afford that?
Again… I know, I’m old. 55, that’s practically dead.
And the last ticket price I paid was probably $75.
You shouldn’t have to mortgage your house to see a show.